Thursday, 16 September 2010

HIS CONJURING TRICKS.

The motion of an opening bookTakes magicAnd makes it look possibleAs he flicksFrom picture to peeking picture,Shaking off the dustOf all those who have seenThese imagesBefore from the pages he rakes over,Trying to scrapeAway any stray words that haveHad the nerveTo wander on his perfect figures,And bringingThem to life in his springing mind.

But I mustRemember not to purchaseAnother oneOf those beautiful pop upVolumes as heReally hasn’t grasped the pointOf their use,Grabbing instead the paper shapesThat literallyLeap from their storage spaces,ReplacingThe animations he’s fashionedFor them,And then dashing them to pieces forSpoiling his spells.